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There is a sign here at gate A22 that has the handicapped-accesible symbol and says “TEMPORARY AREA OF REFUGE”. From what?

Does the chair retain its purpose even when empty?

A rather strange location.

Hazardville. Let’s not go there.

Toe nool schooday. Hi om ame, hand ave la ot wof womehork do to. Wi ill ge boing oo ta riblary goo tet bum sooks or pa faper oo don Dunmay, cand atching op un Nanspish.

United States Patent Application: 0070078663.
This is pretty much the most awesome thing ever.

A family friend recently passed away, and we have, for the meantime, adopted her parrot.  It is a stunning creature, with incredible colors, and it makes some amazing noises.  It shrieks very loudly when it is lonely, and you have to go over and talk to it soothingly, and move your head around like a bird, and not look it in the eye, because that is threatening to it.  It also makes an amazingly communicative array of coos and clucks, and rings the bells in its cage with its beak.  I am told that it speaks sometimes, but I haven’t heard that yet.  Regardless, it is quite a remarkable bird.

This morning, I was reminded of this xkcd comic. I woke up, lay around for a while, checked my email and the news, and then got up. It took until I was going downstairs and passing the window in the stairway to notice that there was a beautiful snow on the ground.

Apparently the store where I work was robbed yesterday. Nothing big, just a cheap camera, and it was quickly recovered. But here’s the great part: It was robbed by a group of transvestites. Several of them distracted the guy behind the counter while another jacked the camera; a low-end Canon that was on the display floor. The owner had figured no one would bother stealing such a cheap product, but apparently these people didn’t think it through very carefully.
But wait. It gets even better. Immediately after this occurred, the sales manager’s girlfriend came into the shop. The guys on hand were just figuring out what had happened, and she ran out the door to see if she could see where they went. She followed them to the library, and called the police. But it turned out she had followed The Wrong Group of transvestites! Where else but Northampton would you follow The Wrong Group of Transvestites?
When I heard about this this morning when I came in, I said, “Sounds like you had a run-in with Hell’s Trannies!”.

I’m back.
It started with a car chase. First scene. James Bond in an Aston Martin. Enough said.
I will need to see it again.